Lyrics:
But it holds some great memories
No decorations can make better lovers
In her arms I feel like a king
And my house is filled with the things that I
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
wish he knew how much it really weighed like Dwayne
It's a weight that's on my chest whoever spottin' me is playin'
So I'm liftin' all alone try not
It ain't hard to tell
It ain't hard to tell, I excel then prevail
The mic is contacted, I attract clientele
My mic check is life or death,
used to feel your fire, but now it's cold inside.
And you're back on the street like you didn't miss a beat, yeah.
Tell me what it takes to let you
gonna sing it with my rock 'n roll band
And I bet the people gonna like it, yeah
I know that everybody's gonna shout it
And what a dreadful mighty
Tell me, I've got to know.
Tell me, tell me before I go.
Does that flame still burn? Does that fire still glow?
Or has it died out and melted like
forward
King, you should learn to say no, keep all your dough in
King, Michael Jordan gives back and you didn't know it
Like LeBron does, but it's just
a bitch with a mean lil' fadeaway (fadeaway)
Ayy, bitch, you not my type, tell her "stay away" (stay away)
The party is poppin' (poppin')
She whip it
Fuck wrong with these ho niggas?
Don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
And it's never less than like four niggas
Four
fainted
A really grim picture is painted
The brother who she acquainted
Was the enemy, scary ain't it?
The Pubic Enemy
Yeah!
Let me tell you more
to everyone like you
But if it's not love that you need
Then I'll try my best to make everything succeed
Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell
)
You could hardly tell by the look on his face
(get ready for a baby king)
That pretty soon he was gonna run the place
(get ready for a baby king
fainted
A really grim picture is painted
The brother who she acquainted
Was the enemy, scary ain't it?
The Pubic Enemy
Yeah!
Let me tell you more
own car, no job, no children
Had a science project, me and Mac killed it
T-H-C, M-A-C, D-E-V, H-D-3, high as me
This is us, we gon' fuss
And we gon'
and Ruler of everything, it's all Yours
And I walk the sidewalks of Nashville
Like Singapore, Manila and Shanghai
I brush by the beggar's hand
a tandem
You could come by yourself and you could stand him
Best believe I sweat out weaves, give Afro puffs like R.A.g.e.
You get if you could move it
tell it on the mountain
Somebody Go, tell it on the mountain
Jesus Christ is born
Go go go go go go go tell it
On the mountaintop
I feel like
Inside, inside, tell me, is it inside?
Inside, inside, tell me, is it inside?
My darling
Inside, inside, tell me, is it inside?
Inside, inside, tell me,
Some folks live like a king think they have everything
With great riches and treasures untold
Well we don't tell what they do but when our day is
Some folks live like a king think they have everything
With great riches and treasures untold
Well we don't tell what they do but when our day is
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
want someone like you
Tell me, is you still up? (Up)
It's 5 AM and I'm drunk right now
Tell me, can we still fuck? (Fuck that shit)
One of one, I'm
think about it nigga, life or death
Life of a cracker
I’d like to hang you by the neck
Do you wanna see the boys in jet
Or you wanna see them runway jets?
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